For a recent technology grad like me, working along side the crazy hot, self-made billionaire and computer genius is the opportunity of a lifetime.But what is it they say about your heroes? Never meet them? Yeah, Ryder Noble is a bastard with a capital B.

    Bromberg’s Everyday Heroes World.  I’m lying. To my friends.To Ethan.And worst of all, to myself. But he makes me question everything I wanted, everything I thought I knew. From the corner office I’ve long coveted to my relationship with my recently deceased father. Now I’m at a crossroads. My head knows my future is back in Boston, but my heart is telling me otherwise.

    He barely got out alive with the help of a young Afghan girl he refused to leave behind. His boots barely touch Montana soil before he and his brother Noah rescue an unconscious woman trapped in a wrecked truck. A truck whose brakes were clearly tampered with. Though still wounded himself, his instincts scream to keep her safe until they find out who wants her dead. A heart she dares not trust…her own. All Lynn remembers from the accident is a pair of crystal-blue eyes she never thought to see again. Until those eyes show up a few days later, attached to a tall, sandy-haired cowboy who takes all of five minutes to get under her skin. He wants her to stay put? She just got away from a dangerous cult. No one tells her what to do or where she can and can’t go. Especially not a sexy ex-Marine with a rescue complex. But when more near-misses leave her shaken, she has no choice but to surrender to Bryce’s protection…and try like hell not to surrender her heart.

    I’m alive. But I’m not living. I’m existing, clawing my way from one day to the next. My only saving grace is my job as a police officer, and it’s during a routine traffic stop one evening when the threads of my isolated existence begin to unravel. One glance from Quinn Harris and I feel like I’m dreaming. And the more chance brings us together, the more I’m powerless to stop the uneasy feeling that I’m losing control. She stirs up thoughts of something new and unexpected—of a life I’m no longer prepared to handle.***I’m done with men. I trusted my ex and he broke my heart.But life doesn’t seem to want to follow my plan, which is evident the moment I meet Nolan Bennett. He doesn’t score high on first impressions. In fact, he is downright rude. But as we continue to run into each other, I start to see another side of him, and I can’t deny I’m intrigued. Against my better judgment, I give him a chance. But again, life will step in and take over.Only this time I don’t think either of us will survive. Not with an unknown link between us too painful to overcome. S. Nelson’s Captured is a heart-wrenching, emotional, sexy, contemporary romance written in K. Bromberg’s Everyday Heroes World.

    Booze. Shaking his c*ck for screaming women…. It’s his job. His vice. His punishment for being alive. He wallows in it, doing whatever he can to fill the hollow spaces left by his grief. His rage.Life is a numb cycle of faceless women, wicked nights, and trying to forget. He is just a body women crave, nothing more. A shell that was once a US Marine…looking for something to fill the void where his heart used to be, but nothing fits.Until he meets her.Until he meets the one woman who doesn’t fall for his shit, his smirk, his golden tongue. The one woman who brings light into his darkness. She is nothing like the women he's met before, and he finds himself intrigued by her. Fighting every instinct to stay away, to leave her alone. But he can’t. She is beautiful without knowing it, sexy as hell, smart, sweet, and just too good for him. He knows, deep in his bones, she is the one woman who can truly break him…but you can’t break what’s already broken, right?And what if she heals him instead? What happens when opposites attract and a down 'n' dirty stripper falls for a quiet 'n' curvy librarian? Down ‘n’ Dirty Dog is a 3rd person POV standalone, sexy, BBW, opposites attract romance featuring a hot as f**k male stripper, a curvy, shy librarian, slow burn sexiness, high emotion, and your favorite characters from Stuck-Up Suit by Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward. No cheating. No cliffhangers. A satisfying HEA.

    Bromberg's Driven world.There was no turning back once the line was crossed...Callum Crew loved control— on and off the track. It’s what made him the best Formula One driver of his generation. But being the best was a lonely road. In his line of work there was no room for doubt or distractions. It was my job to help him get out of his head. Instead— I risked it all and fell for him. Aspen Belle was under my skin. The beautiful therapist was driven and dedicated, two things I was drawn to.There was no denying the chemistry between us was combustible. I couldn’t get enough. Our romance was reckless— our relationship forbidden. But that didn’t stop us... nothing could.

    Listening Length 10 hours and 8 minutesA romantic comedy set in the world of Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward's Stuck Up SuitWhat’s a girl to do when she discovers that her boss/boyfriend (I don’t need a lecture, thank you very much!) is a cheating windbag?Dump him and quit her job, of course.After that, it was supposed to be the Summer of Me—a totally self-indulgent few months.Except that I met a drop-dead gorgeous Viking with a bossy attitude.We clashed on his arrogance and crassness, but geek bonded over Star Wars and Star Trek.He offered himself as a no-strings-attached candidate for my get-my-groove-back sex plan, and I left because he already had a girlfriend, even if they were on a break.But I couldn’t stop thinking about him.I really, really needed to find someone less complicated, but he infiltrated my thoughts.He was hot, after all (And his towel might have slipped on purpose.) Seriously hot.No matter how many times I decided not to pursue anything with him, he kept showing a softer side of himself.But we couldn’t keep going like that, neither here nor there.Some decisions had to be made.One that could change everything.If someone had told me how my Summer of Me would end? I’d never have believed them.But I regret nothing.

    The "dirty duo" that makes you swoon, gets you hot and then melts your heart with the happily ever after. Two newbie authors, one sketchy Instagram DM, a few phone calls, a drunken live video plotting out our next best seller and then BOOM! Trending and on the radar of every publishing company in the industry, we make it--together. A best seller list, two literary agents and we're cruising by for the next year...until we don't. Writer's block hits and Lorenzo and I are forced to finally meet face to face, retreating to a cabin in the woods all weekend to bang out our next big hit. I don't think our agents wanted us to bang out each other but that's what happens. Over and over again on every damn inch of that cabin. Turns out those sexy scenes that Lorenzo writes have nothing on his real moves. One weekend and then we'll go back to being work partners, except nothing is the same. It'll never be the same.

    But when she flashed those deep brown eyes, she could get any man to do her bidding.The streets of New York were not an easy road—one must earn their way. But this beauty was different. She needed to be on a stage, not singing on a street corner.I had the power to help her make beautiful music.Question was . . . what was in it for me?
Powerful Bastard is a witty, sexy love story about a free-spirited musician who just might bring a Manhattan powerhouse to his knees.

    At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular Agency.Working for Mason Chase should have been easy. He was married, kind and a bit of a flirt, but pretty harmless. Not like James Murtaugh or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him. He’s the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on... me.He can have any woman he wants and will go to great lengths to have them. I need this job, but I want, Christ, what do I want? Do I give in? Let him conquer me like some Emperor? Or do I stay in my place and collect the paycheck? We shall see, either way, it’s gonna be interesting.All good things must come to an end, right?Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

    Turns out your first order of business is dinner with a new player who just signed with the team. But he’s not just any new player. He's Dallas Connelly, Super Bowl champion. Through a series of coincidences, he was also your steamy rebound a few months ago in Hawaii. You can look, but you can't touch. Because the consequences of hooking up with one of your players would be nothing short of national scandal and complete embarrassment. Is Dallas panty-meltingly handsome with a too-cocky attitude I'd like to smack off his pretty mug? Sure.Do I have one, fine, maybe two fantasies about him sneaking into my office for a late-night kiss? Sure, I admit it. None of that matters though. Because Dallas is off-limits. To say ours is smooth, easy romance would be a lie. I never thought I would fall in love with a man like Dallas and break all of my rules. I certainly never imagined Dallas would be the exception. … or that I would be his.

    Not really. But I didn’t need him rubbing his happiness in my face either. The whole friends with benefits thing was really working for us, until he humiliated me and discarded me for the real deal, true love thing. I definitely didn’t love him, which is why I was so shocked at how worthless I felt after our breakup. I was Caroline Gower—I had power, money, and a distinguished family name. I had everything I ever wanted, but as it turned out, not everything I really needed. And what I realized I needed was to get the hell out of New York City. Some said I was running. They were right. And while I tried to adapt to my new inconspicuous life, I ran straight into one man who wanted to hurt me and another who wanted to control me. The latter was the most egotistical jerk I’d ever met. One look in his glacial eyes and I knew he was a monster. His intensity proved it to me. He was definitely the opposite of someone I wanted to spend any kind of time with. Except—I couldn’t just walk away from him . . .or my new life. And while he thought he could dominate me, haze me, and break me, he didn’t know that those bully tactics wouldn’t work on me. Caroline Gower has never been afraid of monsters.

    I want nothing to do with the ones who play on the same team as my brothers, and I certainly avoid the ones who spend more time in strip clubs than kids’ clubs.So why do I suddenly find myself faking a relationship with Ben Olson, the bad boy tight end who fits every descriptor on my naughty list?He’s in a tight spot, and I’m intrigued by the illicit under the dinner table action that proved to me he’s nothing but trouble. He’s hot and I’m bored. He doesn’t do relationships, and I’m just looking for some fun.Except fun is taking a quick turn into real feelings, and now I’m in a tight spot of my own.

    Except it's not.A chance encounter leads to a dinner date that neither of them will forget. For more reasons than one.Even though she despises him, he still manages to get under her skin and into her bed.What happens when he leaves her with more than a lasting impression? Will she be able to find her Egotistical Executive?

    And I'm feeling certain it's going to be harder for me to find my happily ever after, given my little problem......until the quiet new IT guy at my work starts giving me butterflies.Damon's a sexy sweetheart, with eyes that could tempt anyone into delicious sin...sin I'm not sure I can handle anymore.But my lady parts aren't listening to reason. They just want the hottie with the amazing smile.Could he be my perfect fit?